Among the Swans 6  Translation: Dreaming Translations | |
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| Chapter 18 | |
| Mamoru Hodo |
G-pens and Marupens, those are… tools used for drawing manga by hand…? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Yes. My grandmother runs a factory in Kagoshima that produces them. Ah, if you’d like, here you go. These are fukuregashi I made. They’re a specialty from Kagoshima. |
| Mamoru Hodo |
I… I see. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
These are my “speciality”. |
| Male Student A |
Hey, is someone like that really in Shinonome’s Elite Class? You’re saying he’s higher than all of us commoners? |
| Male Student B |
If he’s on Harimiya’s level, I guess we have no choice but to accept it… |
| Male Student A |
But challenging Harimiya so confidently, I can’t accept that. If that’s the level they’ll accept, even I could’ve gotten into the Elite Class. |
| Touji Harimiya |
Silence, all of you! |
| Male Student A |
Uwoh, Harimiya…!? |
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Avoiding the girls with a bit of a pale complexion, Harimiya came out to the front. | |
| Touji Harimiya |
Mochizuki-kun… allow me to give you some advice as a friend—no, as a rival. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
…? |
| Touji Harimiya |
The top seat of this academy, in other words, the number one spot— Just what is “number one”? No matter which angle you look at it from, it is precisely because one is supreme in everything that one does that one can be called “number one”. But just what about this “specialty” of yours? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
What do you mean? |
| Touji Harimiya |
To you, perhaps this local delicacy may be considered a “specialty”. I also respect good, old-fashioned dishes, of course. But to bring it to Shinonome’s welcome party as a “specialty”, indeed, I wonder if that can be called good judgment. And handmade by you at that, who on earth would recognize this as a first-rate item? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
…… |
| Touji Harimiya |
I can’t help but to have my doubts about you. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
About me…? |
| Touji Harimiya |
That’s right! First of all, you have no glamor about you! You neglect your efforts in personal hygiene! Such carelessness could not be further from the idea of “number one”! One might say it is worse than death! There is no way I could ever acknowledge someone who relishes in such negligence as you do as a rival! Therefore, I reject your challenge! |
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As he boldly made his declaration, Harimiya’s voice echoed into every corner of the otherwise silent venue. | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Reject… |
| Senri Nito |
W—Wait, wait! Now you’re going too far! |
| Mamoru Hodo |
Ha—Harimiya-kun! Such an incredible speech! You voiced what we were all thinking so splendidly! |
| Male Student A |
Man, Harimiya said it. Someone like him couldn’t become his rival. |
| Male Student B |
Telling him before he even wastes the effort; when you reach Harimiya’s level, you really deal with people differently. |
| Senri Nito |
Eeeh… wait a sec, what’s with this bad energy… |
| Mamoru Hodo |
Harimiya-kun, if you have a moment, would you mind shooting a personal interview? |
| Touji Harimiya |
I’d be happy to, but could we please move to a slightly quieter location? |
| Mamoru Hodo |
Absolutely! Then, allow me to guide you to the mass media’s exclusive recording room! |
| Touji Harimiya |
Yes, let’s go. |
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| Senri Nito |
… Yumapi, are you okay? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Why wouldn’t I be? |
| Senri Nito |
“Why”… I mean, if it doesn’t bother you, that’s good, but… Anyway, come try my cotton candy. It’s delicious! For Yumapi I’ll make it two times – no, four times as big! |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
… No, I’m going back to my room. Good night. |
| Senri Nito |
Ah… Yumapi… |
| Yanagi Hanabusa |
…… |
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………… Having returned alone to the dorm room, I silently brought one of the many leftover fukuregashi to my mouth. | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
… Even though it’s so delicious. |
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Just as I murmured, an arm came over my shoulder from behind, and I turned around, surprised. | |
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| Yanagi Hanabusa |
Give me one, too? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Yanagi-senpai… |
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Before I could reply, Senpai had already started eating the fukuregashi. | |
| Yanagi Hanabusa |
Mm… *munch munch* Hmm, so that’s how it tastes. I’ve never had anything like this before. Now I want to drink some milk together… |
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I found myself staring without thinking as the fukuregashi got smaller in the blink of an eye –– | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
…… |
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Suddenly, Senpai reached out and his fingertips brushed my bangs. Grazing the ends of my hair, he touched the frame of my glasses and softly snatched them from my face. | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
…Senpai? |
| Yanagi Hanabusa |
… Surprisingly not bad. |
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